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OUT OF TIME
Someday someone will see the play of my life; my curse,
And she’ll find you, you - my favourite verse.
She’ll know how our eyes met and hear our voices dance,
But she'll never know what I felt, when I took the chance.
The gods smiled and quipped “Love is truly blind”,
“We live on borrowed time, love, and I don’t mind”.
What happened she’ll ask, just hold his hand,
But how could I ever tell her, she’ll never understand.

It wasn't just an epiphany, no, I knew it from the moment we met,
In the glances that lasted just a second less.
Over and over I asked myself, “Why must you stay then?”,
But heaven knew I didn't want to put down our pen.
I could still see us, somewhere in the bittersweet haze,
But your “I love you”s always meant that I was just a phase.
I didn't jump and rejoice “The stars have aligned”,
“We live on borrowed time, love, but I don't mind”.

You told me you loved me straight from the heart,
But your words and your heart were always miles apart.
I told myself “That’s it. It's over. You’ve had your time.”,
Maybe some loves aren't meant to be divine.
I knew we were no longer my beloved rhyme,
The show’s over, darling, we’re out of time.
When I look back, I doubt I’ll ever hit  rewind.
“We lived on borrowed time, love, but I didn't mind”.
Freeze the moment, live the scene,
You look at me in our polaroid.
You're a drug, and baby I ain't clean,
Your jokes and smile, I can't avoid.

I love you in my navy blue sweater,
Just casually hanging off your shoulder.
Your messy hair, that's even better,
“Thank god” I say “I get to hold her.”

We go on a road trip, you make me laugh
I adore you whole- the love and the chaff.
I smile when you whisper, soft and slow,
Dear Juliet, I’m yours. - Forever Romeo.

The windows open, light on your face,
A sight that makes my heart race.
Those big brown eyes looking in mine,
How blessed am I - you're a miracle divine.

We dance in the kitchen, you make me laugh,
Is it too awkward to say you're my better half?
I smile when you sing with the radio,
Dear Juliet, I’m yours. - Forever Romeo.

— The End —